Poetry: “Treachery”

My brain plots treasonEvery dayLaying traps Of falsehoodAnd liesBuried in my mindLeads me off Into the cornersWhere my troubles hide awayIt pulls out memoriesBest forgottenLaid asidePuts up hurdlesWhen I struggle To get through a dayBarbed wire fencesWhere I place my aching feet

My brain plays treasonOn me most every daySo I must grow cleverMore clever Than it is